This morning, I sat up in bed, threw my hair into a bun and pinned back my horrific self-cut bangs while still wrapped in blankets, and stumbled to the bathroom.
I was so impressed with this otherworldly styling that I not only thought I needed to photograph it, but I also then decided to just leave it and go to work at my job with my hair unbrushed in a bun I tossed it into while I was literally still asleep. I make no excuses for this, except that I had only gotten five hours of sleep (which for me is basically an all-nighter) and that it actually looked better than it does most of the rest of my life.
In other fascinating news, today at work, I came up with a new game. I call it: Does That Shoe Come In My Size?
(Hint: No, it doesn’t. They are all children’s shoes.)
I want them all. GIVE ME ALL THE SHOES, please. I need a pair of black studded ballet flats and some boots with pink laces in a grown up size right away.
I am now getting both validation and fashion inspiration from preschoolers.